Word: glowed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...from a pale "bomber's" moon, touching the skyscraper towers and silvering the rivers. Crowds in Times Square watched the phenomenon, dumbstruck. Broadway's lights probably will not glitter brightly again until the war is over. "Dim-outs" will be the nightly rule, so that no sky-glow can limn ships at sea, betraying them to U-boats...
...freighter was so close inshore that the torpedo's explosion could be seen quite clearly from the beach, and crowds streamed out to watch as she heeled over under a rain of shells. In the glow of the town's lights, which were not blacked out for 40 minutes, amateur lifesavers put out in rowboats to help the Navy patrols save 29 of the 48 sailors aboard. Not since the U-156 appeared off the coast of Cape Cod in World War I and smacked a few shells at Orleans had U.S. citizens seen a pigboat in action...
...General of Supply invited me to ride to the front in a lend-lease U.S. Army scout car, loaded with soldiers and armed with riot guns, and explained that I must not travel at night unarmed: "This is not China. People are unfriendly." An orange glow tinted the sky when we ran into a truck jam and a hubbub of cursing Chinese soldiers. "Six planes incendiarized a town south of the river, and traitors burned the north of the river," an officer explained. In the woods, the tall, straight trees formed pillars in the column of fire, and stood trembling...
...Navy Department had lost months of precious time in seeing the clear advantages of blimps on patrol: visibility of five miles in all directions, ability to see as far as 70 feet below the surface in clear water, to hover over such tiny clues as oil smears, a phosphorescent glow at night, air bubbles, or the telltale "feather" of the submarine's wake...
...item, in this case a worn wax disc with a little music still audible if you listen for it. There is the assurance, never to be contradicted, that you yourself, endowed with the necessary technique, could improvise a jazz solo worthy of a Louis Armstrong. There is also the glow of superiority at being a member of a somewhat select, if ever-growing, minority to which names like Pee-Wee Russell and records like "Knockin' a Jug" mean something. And finally, there is the appreciation which an acquaintance with jazz, the unique invention of the Negro, brings of this other...